“There were three fair sisters, transparent and delicate they were; the kirtle of the one was red, that of the second blue, of the third pure white. Hand in hand they danced in the moonlight beside the quiet lake. They were not fairies, but daughters of men. Sweet was the fragrance when the maidens vanished into the wood; the fragrance grew stronger... Three biers, whereon lay the fair sisters, glided out from the depths of the wood and floated upon the lake; the glow-worms flew shining around like little hovering lamps. Sleep the dancing maidens, or are they dead? The odour from the flowers tell us they are corpses, the evening bells peal out their dirge.”
--Hans Christian Andersen, “The Snow Queen” (1844). Illustration by T. Pym.














